Hold Me Gorilla Monsoon, Colette Arrand

Poetry and Comics, 68 Pages, $11.95


Poetry and Comics

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Colette Arrand gives self-effacing evidence that disindentification is the way love grapples. The grappling itself is constitutive, it brings together bodies that constantly have to mark their difference with and in spite of touch. Rather than embrace or refuse, in any absolute terms, Arrand lets us know that in this proximity holds the potential for both a rejection of queerness and the queerest of queer slippages. These poems are hot as fuck because they almost come together before they rend apart.

– Raquel Salas-Rivera, author of Caneca de anhelos turbios and oropel/tinsel

The worlds we occupy ourselves with
are not real. The Russians in the ring
are not Russian; their pal, mincing
around with his silk scarves and boas,
has never taken another man’s penis
into his mouth. The act is convincing
though there’s nothing worth taking
shame in. We revel in the same things.
We know the secret language of flesh
and musculature. Some of us speak
it in tongues of sweat and oil.
Art by Scott Stripling

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